We walked into the toy store and quickly
found our way into the games aisle.
You reached into the shelf that held the
jigsaw puzzles.
The first one was a bland landscape you
often see on the walls of dentists offices.
You looked around and made sure no one
was near us when you ripped open the first
box. "What the hell are you doing? Are you
nuts? Security will catch you!"
Your smile said, "No, they won't" as you grabbed
a piece from that first box before putting it back
on the shelf. You repeated that process another
dozen or so times. Each lone piece found a new
home in your purse. "Let's go" you said. I could
feel eyes on my neck as we walked through the
sliding doors. No one came after us as we got
in your car. When we got back to your place
you emptied the orphaned pieces out onto your
kitchen table. If those puzzle pieces were children
that had just been adopted you would have had
an international coalition of the unexpected.
You pulled an empty picture frame out of the
closet and pried the back off. I could only watch
in curiosity as you set the pieces down one by one
into the glass before placing the backing on it once
more. A wide grin spread across your face
as you turned the frame to me and exclaimed
"Isn't it beautiful?"
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